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Let's divorce

Author: Star Light
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-03 13:16:33
—SAMANTHA—

By the time I reached the city hospital, the pain was unbearable. Every movement sent a sharp sting through my face and hands, but I pushed forward, ignoring the concerned glances from the public and hospital staff.

A nurse guided me to a small examination room, where a doctor, a middle-aged doctor with kind grey eyes, carefully examined my burns. He applied a cool ointment over the affected areas, offering a reassuring smile.

“You’re lucky,” he said gently. “The burns aren’t severe. This ointment will help with the healing, and it shouldn’t leave any scars.”

I let out a shaky breath, nodding. “Thank you, doctor.”

He handed me the ointment. “Just be careful next time.”

Careful next time? I bit my inner cheek.

There was no “next time.” This wasn’t an accident. Georgia had thrown that tea at me on purpose, and everyone knew it.

I left the ward, cradling the ointment in my palm. My mind was a mess, clouded with pain, exhaustion, and the humiliation I had endure
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    —SAMANTHA—I had promised myself I wouldn’t get distracted.Not by the past.Not by Dalton.Not by the weight of the world that tried to drown me every time I took a step forward.But plans have a way of slipping between your fingers when you’re dealing with someone like Dalton. He’s like a shadow in a locked room—you don’t know when he got there, but you feel him even in your breath. I had to be cautious. Until I took back everything I lost, until I tore him apart with my own hands… I had to play the fool. Pretend. Delay the truth.Even if that meant walking into the lion’s den with a smile.The next morning, the house was quiet. I walked into Amore’s room only to find her bed already empty and neatly folded. The nanny must’ve taken her to school. I sighed and stood by the window for a while, watching the wind sway the trees, trying to quiet the ache in my chest.Minutes gone. I dragged myself into the bathroom, then turned on the shower and stood under the hot spray longer than I sh

  • Revenge After Divorce: Ex-Husband Regret    Let Ryan Go

    -Samantha—When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was the silence.It was too quiet.The beeping machine beside me hummed rhythmically, but there were no voices, no footsteps outside the door, no familiar scent of Ryan’s cologne. I blinked groggily, adjusting my eyes to the soft light of the hospital room. The curtains were drawn slightly open, allowing a pale shaft of morning sunlight to spill in.“Ryan?” I murmured, rubbing my eyes with the back of my hand. My throat felt dry. “Ryan…”No answer.I sat up slowly, the movement making my head swim for a moment. My mouth opened to call for him again, louder this time—but I paused.Suddenly, I felt hot.Too hot.Why is it hot?Despite the low hum of the air conditioning vent above me and the coolness of the tiled floor, my skin was burning. My chest felt tight, and the air around me felt... thick. Suffocating.That was when I saw him.A shadow by the chair in the corner of the room.No, not a shadow.A man.Dalton.He sat there, legs

  • Revenge After Divorce: Ex-Husband Regret    The hospital

    —SAMANTHA—The ride home from the restaurant was a quiet one. Ryan didn’t say a word, and neither did I.The conversation with Dalton had left a strange taste in my mouth. It wasn’t fear, not really. It was a tightness in my chest, a familiar weight I hadn’t felt in a long time—the feeling of being watched, measured, and hunted by people who wore masks of politeness and business.As the city lights faded behind us and the calm suburbs of the estate came into view, I leaned my head back against the seat.The headache had returned, pulsing lightly behind my eyes. My whole body ached, and every time the car hit a bump, I felt it in my bones. Still, I said nothing.When we reached the house, the sky was already turning into soft hues of orange and lavender. The air was cooler now, carrying a breeze that ruffled my hair the moment I stepped out of the car. I didn’t wait for Ryan—I just walked straight in, heading up the stairs.I noticed Amore wasn't back from school yet.I needed a shower

  • Revenge After Divorce: Ex-Husband Regret    He wants to invest?

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  • Revenge After Divorce: Ex-Husband Regret    The investors

    —Samantha—The floor was finally cleared. The office door clicked shut behind the last of the disgruntled applicants.Ryan opened the main door to the executive office and gestured for me to enter.The moment I stepped in and saw the elegant, high-backed chair behind the CEO’s desk—the one meant for me —I didn’t hesitate. I kicked off my heels with a sigh. My feet ached—four-inch stilettos were not made for prolonged standing. Then I slumped into the seat like I owned the world.Because I did.Ryan chuckled and immediately went to fetch me some water. I could hear his quick steps retreating into the lounge area attached to the office.Meanwhile, Mira stood frozen near the doorway, wide-eyed and slack-jawed like a deer in headlights. Poor girl looked like she was seeing a ghost—or a queen without her crown.I raised a brow and gave her a lazy smile. “Close your mouth, sweetheart. You’ll catch flies.”She gasped and bowed slightly, nervously pressing her hands to her chest. “Y-you’re…

  • Revenge After Divorce: Ex-Husband Regret    Two Assitants

    —Samantha—Before I could engage with the girl beside me, Virgina shrill voice cut through the lobby.“Applicants for the executive assistant position, follow me!"We stood up, the tension rising immediately.The girl beside me smoothed her skirt and gave me a small smile. I returned it subtly, then followed the line of candidates.As we filed toward the elevators, I made sure to fall into step beside the quiet girl. Up close, I could see the intelligence in her sharp green eyes and her quiet desperation. “Being nervous wont help?” I asked casually. She startled, then nodded. “Is it that obvious?"I smiled. “Just a guess. I'm Samantha."“Mira,” she replied, then lowered her voice. “Between us? I'd kill for this job. Medical bills."Before I could respond, the elevator doors opened. Virginia led us into the excutive floor with the air of someone who thought far too highly of herself. Her heels clicked sharply against the marble. Ryan sat there, his posture relaxed but his express

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